Tag: romance

  • Three Questions

    Call me old fashioned, think it strange That when I see a man, I espy not his charm, For I’ve learned that man’s nature is not sacrifice Nor is his desire held in refrain. Call me strict, or perhaps too harsh When I scrutinize the men God puts in my…

  • Flowers on the Vine

    If I could describe our childhood,I’d say it beamed bright pumpkin orangeWith the soft smell of Ma’s homecooked pie.I can’t help but smile when I think ofThe way you bloomed in the light of spring. If I could describe your suffering,I’d call you a vibrant pumpkin rindWhose insides rot deep…